Smokin’

Yesterday was a burn day out here on the prairie. The grass farmers are torching several thousand acres, so the wife and boy-child may want to hold their breath for a few days to reduce the risk of asthma attacks. This is the smoke rising from behind the houses across the street from me. Can’t […]

It’s Not A Good Morning To Be A Mouse

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Hot Summer Sun

We survived another birthday party for the girl-child this Saturday. Nothing quite like twelve screaming 9 to 10 year-olds whizzing in the pool. No fighting no biting no running no pushing no whizzing no diving. And for chissakes, no SCREAMING! Only one kid used the bathroom the entire time, so I am pretty sure the […]

In lieu of blowing s**t up

(this is NOT a duck. This is a little girl!) In lieu of blowing s**t upI am going to tell you a joke. Not tell really, but relate. Present? Whatever it id does not matter, as the joke is not very good. Not in the standard sense, that is. Most jokes rely on the juxtaposition […]

A bottle of sunscreen and a live bat

“mumblemumblemumble . . . Stop it!” “mumblemumblemumble . . . Ow!” “Mo-om! Lillie hit me!” “No I didn’t!” “Did too!” “It was an accident!” “No it wasn’t!” “And I didn’t do it!” Ahhhh . . . another day in parental paradise. they’ve been at each other’s throats since waking about three hours ago. Happily, no […]

Camp

The kids are at camp today (the girl-child, Camp Runamok, the boy-child, soccer camp) and the wife is taking this time to go through their rooms and clean up a bit. So far she has hauled six bags of garbage out of the girl-child’s room, and I can still hear her in there, muttering obscenities, […]

Stink Train

The stench is unbearable. My office is complete chaos, but it is not coming from anything I left in there. No, the stench is me. True, I showered last night, but I was too lazy to grab a clean shirt this morning. so on with the old and out with the ewww! Rancid acrid sweat […]

God’s Spliff

Once again, I have so much to write and so little motivation. Do I write about the local lawyer and former Idaho Concressional candidate who is growing God’s pot plant on his front lawn (one of many great quotes from Tuesday’s Post Falls Press article: “. . . this was a proverbial burning bush, this […]

Bang

Happy “Get Drunk And Blow Stuff Up” day! (GDABSUD, if you want something short and easy to pronounce) Well, I’ve got to go play with the grill (charcoal, not gas) and make sure none of the rugrats in the pool drowns. Or if they do that it’s not the neighbor-girl, ’cause that would really screw […]

Here’s how he looked before I said “Hi”

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